English poem
Christian Songs, Song LXXXIV
by John Glas (1809–1894)
How glorious is thy name Thro' all the ransom'd host, O worthy Lamb!—who came To seek and save the lost!
2 Thou art beyond compare Most precious in our sight! Than sons of men more fair; And infinite in might!
3 Thy perfect work divine Makes us for ever blest: Here truth and mercy shine; And men with God do rest.
4 Thy ways are far above The ways of men, O God! Above their thoughts thy love, In saving by thy blood.
5 Let us count all things loss That Jesus we may win: Let's glory in his cross, And leave the paths of sin.
6 In him let us rejoice! Salvation he hath wrought: Be his commands our choice: For with his blood we're bought.